Zhang Jintao's attitude left Mrs. Zhang feeling cold-hearted.
Mrs. Zhang cried again, entering the room while cursing: "You ungrateful wretch, heartless man!"
"When I gave birth to Adian, I went through excruciating pain, almost dying. When I came to, my mother held the child next to me, saying I had given birth to a boy. Now you suspect me. At that time, I was almost dead; where could I find a boy? Adian was clearly born from me!"
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Tang Huai held a sheet of white paper in one hand and a box of ink pad in the other.
She smiled at everyone in the pharmacy: "I have already taken the paper for fingerprint analysis. Now I need to collect your fingerprints."
The pharmacist nurse was the first to step forward: "Director Tang, I'll go first. Let's quickly find the culprit and clear our hospital's name."
Once there was a leader, the people followed enthusiastically.
They didn't hesitate or withdraw, stepping forward confidently to press all ten of their fingers onto the paper.
